On a beach twenty yards from the road-side I'm back again, 6:00 A.M., far from sleep Must be two-ninety blue on the water It's grey to me, 3 CV is all I see
Green can only hold you in the garden Too much red will go right to your head But if it's all the same to you give me back my blue Other colors fade anyway
I'm Colorblind, three way tragedy Pantone memory, grey-scale eyes Maybe I'm paranoid, yeah, that's my problem You almost have to be when you look like me Yeah, Yeah
Stopped in the shade of the road-side when the sun rose like a bomb Tried to read the simple writing but the letters came out wrong It's all white lines to me, oh, but, things are getting clearer I can almost read the writing in the mirror
I'm colorblind, a free-way tragedy Pantone memory with xray eyes Where did all the color go on my radio? You almost have to be a satellite to see Yeah, YeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
